No Fairytale
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No Fairytale
Cold Tired Hungry Cold Tired Hungry.
Three words that will never be forgotten. I have been on the move all day, my body aches but that's the least of my problems. I need to find food and shelter so that I can have a good nights rest if I am going to survive this war.
I have finally found a place to set up camp for the night under an abandoned train, I am no longer cold. Tired Hungry.
The wind howls and whistles, slamming the shutters of the carriage windows with a repetitive bang. With this, I have no chance of sleeping.
It is mid-afternoon, I'm on foot once again. It is getting harder to cope with the continuous pain running through my stomach, I have to keep moving, I need to find food.
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